Otherworldly Merchant

Lin Zhaomin's cousin naturally wouldn't disobey the will of his dead brother, but unlike being taught by feudal rituals to spit on his nose, he finally figured out a compromise solution, and made a small organ in the temple, the spinning cup that we had seen before.

Grandma had been crying for a long time after all this, and she said, smoking and hitting: I never knew why Master Er had to accept the offering at the same time as this woman. Now I finally know, Master Er can close his eyes...

The old society has many brothers and sisters. The ranking is for the whole family. It is not surprising that she called Lin Zhaomin the Second Master.

When her mood stabilized, I asked her, "Old man, do you know where the spirit of Lin Zhaomin's martyr is? ”

It's always weird to ask, but I have to ask. Fortunately, she had lost sight of it. After all, after two lifetimes, it was not too sad to talk about it. It was just hard to say: "When my father was alive, he said that he would come to the temple during the full moon. ”

“I don't know if it's true, and I don't have the guts to test it. If you believe me, you can wait until the full moon night to try it, and I hope you succeed! ”

Apparently, Grandma was also touched by hibiscus. Although hibiscus was two generations taller than her, it took her a hundred years to make an Autumn old man grateful for Dade's thoughtful vision.

We temporarily went back to Minhou County, turned around nearby tourist attractions, and waited until the full moon to return to Lin's house.

We were going to continue to sneak around. Who knew that the old grandmother had actually told the later people that the entire Linjia Village household had set up supplies, and many people's doorways were still attached to Chunlian, like New Year's Eve.

Looks like these people are trying to make up for Lin Zhaomin and Hibiscus' wedding, which is a hundred years late!

In the second half of the night, everyone calmed down at my behest. Despite the fact that the whole village was there, they didn't make a tiny sound. Everyone was staring at the candlelight in the incense case.

Suddenly, a gust of wind came through the back and blew into the temple, and then the flame swayed smoothly.

I pressed my hot fingers around the temple and found a shadow floating in the air looking at the crowd and then flashed into the photograph.

Lin Zhimin arrived. I nodded at the villagers and deliberately pulled my voice and shouted: “Kneel! ”

Brush, all the Lin family on their knees.

I let hibiscus out of the ice gourd, and she landed full of doubt, and I just gently pointed at the hall.

She turned her head, attacked the blue student suit, supported the oil paper umbrella, and looked directly at Lin Zhimin.

If I were a director, I would have let them hold each other in tears. But life was never a fucking script, and after a hundred years of meeting the two of them, the first moment was actually stupidity, and then the hibiscus expression became confused.

She slowly walked up and touched Lin's face: “Who are you? How can I have a familiar feeling that we've met? ”

Yes, she completely lost her memory.

It's not my heart, the reality is that Hibiscus really suddenly forgot Lin Zhimin!

So many years later, every time I tell you this story, people like Li Mazi and Yin Xinyue will have to ask me, what happened to them?

I laughed, and my orbit was always wet.

Lin Zhimin's lips shook and looked at Hibiscus. His soul slowly recovered as the handsome and strange man. He tried to approach Hibiscus and put her in his arms.

Hibiscus glanced at the forest conscious people and hid unconsciously.

Lin Zhaomin stunned for a moment and cast a prayer glance at me. The only thing I can do in this regard is to use and cooperate to promote the emotions of both men and women, provided that they are alive...

Without help, I gently left the temple and whispered to Wang Kaoru if there was a way, she turned her eyes and said, "I can't help it, but their feelings have waited a hundred years, and God will surely give an answer! ”

“Alas!”

I looked at the Lin family members behind me with sadness. Although they could not see what was happening in the temple, they could clearly feel the presence of Lin Zhuang people, one excitement at a time.

“I can show you, but don't make a sound! ”

I whispered, reading out the blue light curse in the door position to become a illusory mirror, through which the living person can see the Yin spirits unhindered, and to say white is a group wide open Yin Yang eyes.

Despite the psychological preparation of the Lin family, after seeing Lin Zhimin and Hibiscus in the room, he couldn't help but open his mouth.

At this point, the otherwise sunny night sky suddenly became gloomy, and immediately after the rain dropped, the sky and the earth were connected by rain.

In the rain, Lin Zhimin reached out to Hibiscus and said with deep affection, “Hibiscus, don't you really remember me? I told you I'd come back to marry you when it rained. ”

He softly shed tears and hummed the song "Goodbye" with red eyes: outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road, fragrant grass, the evening wind whistling, the mountains outside the sunset mountains. Heavenly journey, the corner of the earth, half-zero communication, a pot of cloudy wine is full of joy, don't dream this evening.

If the song before Hibiscus was a mourning and a euphemism, Lin Zhaomin added a generosity to the song at this moment!

With his singing echoing over and over, Hibiscus' empty eyes flashed a few times, and his face was not as ugly as before: “You... are you really aware of the people? ”

Hibiscus finally recovered her memory. She couldn't wait to hold Lin Zhaomin's hand: “Why are you so cruel? You know how long I've been waiting for you? I finally... waited for you. ”

“I sacrificed myself and failed you for the sake of my country. ”

“Now I have no regrets but you!” Lin Zhuanmin blanketed hibiscus into his arms and said tenderly, and hibiscus blushed, such as a gentle kitten curled in Lin Zhuanmin's arms.

Seeing this scene, I laughed brilliantly. The scene in front of me seemed to have returned to a hundred years ago. The war was flying and countless bloody youth did not hesitate to bid farewell to their loved ones for the future of the country. They followed Mr. Sun Zhongshan in launching the Xinhai revolution.

Although they fell and did not even leave a name for future generations to remember, they took a fatal blow to the decaying Qing dynasty, putting China on the path of democracy-democratic self-strength.

Lin Zhaomin was the representative of tens of millions of people, ten miles long pavilion, young Lin Zhaomin left painfully, White Hibiscus smiled and waved at him, but after he left, he cried, and the umbrella waited in the rain for the lover for hundreds of years.

Love is stronger than gold!

Without waiting for me to react, the scene came back to the present, and the two of them were caught in the rain, getting brighter and brighter until they disappeared.

As Wang Kaoru said, God gave them an answer.

(This story has been adapted from the true art of history. Please do not take this seat to commemorate all the sacrifices made in the Singh Revolution.